Chapter 126


    Ste, having given her all, was met with an unexpected blow, and was left speechless.


    Rosie, clearly panicked, stammered, "Ste, I...I...I have a stomachache, I...I...I can''t eat."


    Jasper, usually the calm one, couldn''t keep his cool, "I''ll get some medicine for Rosie."


    And just like that, the siblings made their escape.


    It was one thing for them to act like that, but even the dog, Cooper, backed away, shaking his head


    upon Ste''s gaze. ‘No thank you!!!’


    Ste was furious, "You''re going to eat, even if you don''t want to." Not only was he going to eat, but


    he was also going to finish Jasper and Rosie''s portions.


    He was always fond of dragging her washbasin around, so she decided to give him the whole pot,


    "Eat, wasting is shameful."


    Ste''s bowl was the only one with pickles. The dog, trying to be courteous, tolerated it to some


    extent, but couldn''t stand the smell. So he dragged the bowl onto the balcony and began munching


    away.


    Eight rabbits came over to join the fun,peting with Cooper for the soup.


    Rabbits, if they drank too much water, were prone to getting sick and bing lethargic. However,


    probably due to a mutation, not only did they drink water, but they also consumed soup and often


    competed with the dog for food. Just then, they were slurping away at the noodles.


    Especially Snowy, she was pregnant again, and her appetite had grown significantly.


    Ste didn''t bother with them and finished her entire te of pickles with her soup. She was proud


    to have driven everyone away!


    But after eating, she didn''t forget to open the windows to ventte. She brushed her teeth, rinsed


    her mouth and even changed her clothes.


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    She thought that Jasper had vacated, but to her surprise, he called in the afternoon, "Are we


    training today?"


    Why not? He wasn''t afraid of the stink of the pickles, what was there for her to be embarrassed


    about.


    ...


    After careful nurturing, the frost-resistant potatoes finally weed their harvest. The leaves


    weren''t lush, but the fruits were plentiful, as the pot was filled with egg-sized potatoes.


    Ste pulled out a sprout, which surprisingly had over 20 potatoes. When she weighed them, they


    weighed a staggering 7 pounds. The other sprouts also had a good yield, most of them ranging


    from 4 to 8 pounds.


    The three of them, along with Cooper, worked tirelessly and managed to harvest 300 pounds of


    potatoes, which was an incredible surprise.


    They didn''t cook lunch that day, instead, they steamed a pot of potatoes. The potatoes had thick


    skin, hard flesh and coarse fibers, and it took almost 40 minutes for the potato skin to burst.


    They served it hot. As for the taste, it was quite starchy, but it had a slightly astringent aftertaste,


    making it somewhat difficult to swallow, leaving a lot of fibrous residue in the mouth.


    It wasn''t exactly delicious, but Ste had returned from the end of the world. She had even gnawed


    at y, so for the survivors who were starving to the extreme, potatoes were definitely a blessing.


    She didn''t waste any, and ended up eating three.


    Cooper had a big appetite. Though he had been pampered by his owner recently, his days of


    rumbling hunger on the streets had been seared into his bones, so he wasn''t picky about the


    potatoes and chewed and swallowed them, skin, fibers and all.


    It was Rosie who couldn''t bear it and spat out the potato in her mouth, "Jasper, it''s really hard to


    eat."


    Jasper, despite his love for his sister, was very strict when it came to food, "Rosie, there are many


    people out there who can''t even get a bite of potato skin. Do you still want to starve?"


    His words seemed gentle, but they were also firm and left no room for argument, seemingly


    triggering Rosie''s unpleasant memories. She immediately wilted and lowered her head, nervously


    fiddling with her fingers, "I’m sorry."


    "We can''t waste food," Jasper gave her a lecture, "The potatoes that you can''t swallow are life-


    saving food for others."


    Rosie hadn''t seen her brother this serious before; she was frightened and her body flinched a


    couple of times. Tears welled up in her eyes but she didn''t dare let them fall.


    "We''re eating potatoes for the next couple of days. If you don''t eat, you''ll have to starve."


    "I''ll eat."


    Rosie picked up a potato, which was hot and she dropped on the table. Jasper picked it up, peeled


    the skin off and handed it to her.


    Little Rosie lowered her head and ate slowly, "Thank you."


    She was only six years old, and the end of the world was too cruel. Raising her properly wasn''t


    easy.


    Ste sighed. Thankfully Cooper was sensible and not picky about his food, was much easier than


    raising a child.


    Sensing Rosie''s sadness, Cooper came over and offered his ears, nudging her with his head for


    comfort.


    After managing to eat one potato, she ate another one, wiped her mouth and promised, "I won''t


    waste any food from now on."


    Jasperforted her a little, and Rosie cheered up again, took Cooper into the room and started


    drawing.


    Ste discussed with him about continuing the nting. The soil could be dug from Arcadia, which


    was fertile and loose, but they were out of frost-resistant agent.


    The frost-resistant agent was developed by the Agricultural University, and neither of them had a


    way to get it. They could only hope that the Moore family had a way.


    Besides, the beans and chemicals were given by the Moore family, so Ste nned to return 20


    pounds of potatoes as a token of gratitude.


    As for the remaining potatoes, the two of them didn''tck food now, so these potatoes could all be


    used for nting. If they were well cared for, they could at least harvest a thousand pounds next


    time.


    "I want to keep 20 pounds, to feed Rosie now and then."


    If it was before the disaster, it didn''t matter if a child was pampered a little, but now it was the end of


    the world. Jasper was worried that if she was supplied with good food and drink, and didn''t know the


    hardships outside, it would actually harm his sister.


    Ste had no objections, "I''ll also keep 20 pounds for Cooper."


    Even though there were only 200 pounds of potatoes left, there were a lot of sprouts, and it was a


    problem where to nt them.


    Jasper thought for a moment, "If Cody and the others are not around, we can store it in the corridor


    and on the stairs, and if necessary, we can put it on the rooftop."


    Ste had no objections, she took 20 pounds of potatoes and nned to go see the Moore family.


    "Ste, I want to talk to you."


    Talk? Ste was confused.


    With a noticeable height difference, he, tall and straight, stood before her. His gaze was deep and


    gentle, creating an inexplicable sense of pressure on Ste.


    Standing too close, she instinctively took a step back.


    "How long are you going to be on guard against me?"


    What? Ste was shocked, but responded swiftly, "Did you misunderstand something?"


    Jasper counter-questioned, "What do you think?"


    Yes, he was a special police officer, his gaze could prate people''s hearts. He was an expert in


    lip reading and micro expressions.


    But Ste had no choice, sometimes she even doubted herself, let alone having her unspeakable


    secret discovered by him.


    In these past few months, Ste hadn''t rxed at all, her nerves were tightly wound.


    She knew she had post-traumatic stress disorder and was trying to adjust her mindset, but


    sometimes she just couldn''t control herself.


    Jasper shocked her with his words, "If I tell you my secret, would you be able to let your guard


    down?"


    Ste was stunned.


    No, she didn''t want to know. Curiosity killed the cat.


    But Jasper suddenly grabbed her hand and without a word, took her to the master bedroom door.


    Ste tried to resist, but he was already opening the bedroom door.


    Holy cannoli, the room was brimming with supplies, piled to the ceiling. The master bedroom,


    including the attached bathroom and walk-in closet, had an approximate area of 50 square meters,


    which was about 150 cubic meters filled to the brim with survival supplies.


    There were bags of flour and rice, canned goods, medical supplies, gasoline, propane tanks, and


    neatly stacked cardboard boxes with items wrapped in stic. She couldn''t discern what they were,


    but they were certainly valuable.


    "You..."


    No wonder he''d risked going out during the hurricane. He was truly stockpiling for survival.


    Jasper pulled her into the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. In an instant, it was pitch dark.


    "Ste, do you believe in second chances?"